Hajime…. I am up, but, thus far, without coffee, so, I wouldn’t expect a lot of sense right now, of ANY nature other than weird, or, confused. But, then, seldom do we ever approach even a tangential orbit to common sense at all, so, I don’t see how it will make any difference, in the final analysis. That, of course, is IF we can find anyone who’ll come here to make any such analysis; anyone who WOULD do it probably can’t be trusted to be either fair, or, competent to any real degree…. So, what the hell, we’ll wing it….

As if it wasn’t already obvious we’re doing so, no doubt, as a standard policy. That, frankly, would be untrue, and, unkind as well, so, let’s not even go there, eh? But, wait, there’s more! Not just more, but, way more, which is probably not much better than less, especially on such a morning when making any sense out of what you will see is, pretty much, a wash. Yep, in fact, I am sure…. No, make that, I’m positive, we won’t be seeing a lot of the common sort of sense today; nonsense seems to be the order of the day…. Unless, of course, we get some coffee soon…..

What the hell was that? I’ve downed a couple sips, & went back over the above…. If I weren’t a professional, I’d start over….

Hajime…. Hmm. Nope. I don’t think that’s gonna do for our purposes today, either….. Especially since, as I began to start thinking about what to put in, that might possibly save this from complete disaster, I realized NOBODY could do that…. This one, I can see, is, frankly, and earnestly, too, hopeless, and should be abandoned as quickly as possible…. Hence, the small device you see in my hand…. Oh, right… You can’t see my hand…. Oh, well, that’s okay, this is beyond help anyway…. In fact, I’m going to shut the fuck up, now, until further down the page a bit…. See y’all at the oyster beds….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Here’s Looking at you, kid.”

~~ Casablanca ~~

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Image from mtv.com via Google Images

I chose this video simply because it had all Roy’s songs in one place; plus, the sound quality is excellent, even with poor speakers. I just felt like some easy, feel-good music; there’s nobody whose voice is easier to listen to than Roy’s….. Enjoy, ffolkes; we all lost a treasure when Roy passed on to the next adventure…..

Back in 2004, for several months, I wrote a column for a small local newspaper, both print and online versions. It was titled Gigoid’s Folly, with the intention to use the column as a platform for encouraging public discussion of computer issues, and the effects of those relatively new issues on everyday life in America…. This was one of the articles posted….

Note from 2015: I’ve made some minor changes, involving what I’ve learned about grammar, and good writing, since 2004, not to mention small changes to formatting to fit into current software and blogging requirements; technology has jumped another 50 years in the past 11…. None of the ideas were altered at all…… In fact, I can see traces in there of gigoid’s latest efforts…. or, rather, the germinating seeds of those incredible messes efforts…. Enjoy!

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Reality, in its’ inimitable way, has somewhat less-than-politely smacked me, (and you, as well, if you hadn’t noticed), smartly about the head and shoulders, bringing inevitably to mind the following truism, inspired by Samuel R. Delaney, to wit: “True power, in the real world, consists of control of the routes of perception.” It is also too bad cupidity isn’t always immediately painful… or, in the words of Fred, the philosophical penguin from Odd’s Bodkins, “Politics is poopadoodle.” And that’s the last you’ll hear from me about that subject. Well, maybe not the very last, but enough for this decade…..

“The nature of the Universe is Change. Unpredictable, innovative transformation of reality is the Norm. If you have a problem with this, you’re in for a rough ride in Life.” (Some of you may have heard this previously.) The opposite possible reaction is also true, that is, flexibility in the face of change tends to smooth out even the most turbulent situations. Consider this also: each of us differs in our reaction to changes in the world around us, giving rise to even more variables, (often called the “spice of life”).

Fortunately, or in some cases, unfortunately, each new situation also creates new choices for us to make. Choices create opportunities, both good and bad, each of which may perhaps necessitate even more changes. This “hall of mirrors” effect can make reality a slippery concept, and can obviously produce a great deal of confusion. Very frequently we are left feeling as if we were going through life without any real control over what happens to us, internally, or, externally.

As may be surmised by the above, I’ve felt this way myself at times. There is soooo much information out there, and so little time to comprehend even a significant portion of what is available, it’s no wonder the whole world seems uneasy, confused, and struggling, most of the time. The rapid advancements in computer technology over the last quarter century have certainly aided in narrowing the gap, by providing the means to manipulate more and more data, faster and faster. Far from easing our sense of lack of control, however, this increased capacity for data manipulation can bring about further feelings of being out of touch, as our own ability to process the data we perceive is outstripped by the seemingly endless parade of information made accessible by new and faster machines.

Since there is more information than we can possibly utilize, how, then, can we make the best use of what we are able to absorb? To be brutally honest, I don’t know of any sure-fire answers. I know that I spend at least four hours a day just trying to stay abreast of the latest news that interests me (i.e., sports, computers & technology, food & dining, community & culture, business, etc.), and I constantly have the feeling that I’m missing a lot, even though I consider myself to be pretty efficient at processing information.

Modern software offers a multitude of ways of condensing many different information sources into one easily accessed program, such as web portals/directories, email newsletters, RSS feeds, news services, bulletin boards, forums, and many other formats. This is where the choices I mentioned become critical. Each person has to decide how they prefer to receive and process information, and choose the means appropriate to their personal learning style. I use the word ‘critical’ in the sense that it’s important to make good choices, as it is extremely easy to waste a lot of time & energy sifting through a multitude of less than optimal sources for information. The World Wide Web is HUGE, and, believe me, there are more crappy sites than good ones!

In today’s frenetic world, as it takes progressively greater efforts to keep up with daily life, it becomes attractive to many to just give up, to pay little or no attention to the integrity of one’s sources of information. It’s easier by far to NOT read the news (from numerous different sources, for purposes of verification and corroboration); for many, it is easier to sit down, stop thinking, and, listen to it on radio, or, more often these days, watch it on TV. After a hard day of work, where the need to be mentally alert is paramount, most folks don’t want to expend the energy required for reading and/or critical thought, ending up, usually, making little effort to ascertain the validity of what they see or hear. Only a small percentage of people regard thinking as relaxation, sadly enough.

Aha! At last we come to the key! The mind is not separate from the body, though we tend to speak of them as such. They are one organism, and the requirements for keeping one’s consciousness in optimal operating condition are the same as those for keeping physically healthy, to wit: adequate nourishment (accurate data), adequate rest (time for dreaming), and lots of exercise (cogitate, ponder, cerebrate, deduce, infer, reflect, reason, imagine, ruminate, invent, deliberate, meditate, consider, speculate, think!).

The last activity in the above paragraph, exercise, is indubitably the most important factor, though a balance of all three is, of course, essential to optimal health. The mind is just like a muscle; the more you use it, the stronger it becomes. If you don’t use it, it becomes atrophied, flaccid and weak, good for little beyond deciding whether to pop the next beer before, or, after the commercial with the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders.

Once again, as life itself makes it clear, the choices we make in life are critical indicators of our direction, or lack of it. Those choices provide proof, personal responsibility is the ultimate deciding factor in determining the course of our lives. Choose ignorance and sloth, and life becomes an unending succession of making choices based on lowered expectations, a lifetime of limited opportunity. Choose to exercise the will, strive to evolve, and life becomes a wondrous landscape of enrichment, and, enlightenment, where everything perceived is interesting, serving as a springboard for the exploration of unimaginable vistas.

Of course, there is a great deal of middle ground between these two ideals, as with any subject involving people. It’s difficult to fit all human beans into the same jar…. we don’t always fit. I suppose it’s part of our charm to be unpredictable, rather like a pale imitation of reality itself….. It remains to be seen if we have sufficiently charmed the Universe into allowing us to proceed unmolested along the path to our destiny. Such situations seem to be self-correcting anyway, as we continue to do a pretty good job of molesting ourselves!

🙂

~~ gigoid~~

11/08/2004

First modified for blog use, on GoodBlogs.com, 7/12/2011

Last posted on WP on 7/16/2013

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This poem is dedicated to ‘il NOEGO’

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If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

~~ Michel Eyquem de Montaigne ~~

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Human Skin

A crazily-wise man, with no Ego, to speak of, said to me, Love is a contact sport, friend o’mine.After serious drinking at the Pierian Trough,the idea grew bolder, more true, like a good red wine.

‘Tisn’t a simple idea, even if ‘t sounds justly so;complexity is quiet, most times, I’ve found,sneaking round corners, hiding down below.Ah, well. In for a penny, or a pound.

Quickly, as mist in unexpected breezes,complex and simple merge, dancing a dance we all know.Sometimes ‘t gives us naught but chokes, and wheezes,other times, nothing will do, but to go with the flow.

Dancing with martial exactitude, kicking, punching,Love fights in us, and, for us, at each and every instance.With every block and strike, every joint crunching,Balance brings Joy, at every turn, in every circumstance.

When Love touches us, or we touch Love,we’re brought into Contact with Life, every day.

No need to keep score.Everybody wins, and loses, forever more.There are only ties, all the same. Life’s a full-contact, ever-changing game.

~~ gigoid ~~

12/28/2015

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Naked Pearls

Secrets of Life at Large, with examples

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“How much lies in laughter;the cipher-key wherewith we decipher the whole man!Some men wear an everlasting barren simper;in the smile of others lies the cold glitter, as of ice;the fewest are able to laugh what can be called laughing,but only shiff and titter and sniggle from the throat outwards,or at least produce some whiffing, husky cachinnation,as if they were laughing through wool;of none such comes good.The man who cannot laugh is only fitfor treasons, stratagems and spoils;but his own whole lifeis already a treason and a stratagem.

~~ Thomas Carlyle ~~

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“Some call it laziness, I call it DEEP THOUGHT…”

~~ Definitive Bee ~~

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“The man who invented the zip fastenerwas today honored with a lifetime peerage.He’ll now be known as the Lord of the Flies.”

~~ Ronnie Barker ~~

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“I may not be totally perfect, but parts of me are excellent.”

~~ Ashleigh Brilliant ~~

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A Native American elder once describedhis own inner struggles in this manner:“Inside of me there are two dogs.One of the dogs is mean and evil.The other dog is good.The mean dog fights the good dog all the time.”When asked which dog wins,he reflected for a moment and replied,“The one I feed the most.”

~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~

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“I before E except after C.What a weird society!”

~~ Tricky Bee ~~

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“Live as if you were to die tomorrow.Learn as if you were to live forever.”

~~ Gandhi ~~

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“If astrology is superstitious, then how come weather forecasting is a science?”

~~ Smarmy Bee ~~

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“I am a pastry.”

~~ John F. Kennedy in Berlin ~~

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“If you don’t want to be replaced by a machine, don’t act like one.”

~~ Arno Penzias ~~

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“All the troubles of man come from his not knowing how to sit still.”

~~ Blaise Pascal ~~

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Well, ffolkes, it’s done. At this point, I don’t believe I’m in any condition to judge it, so, we’ll let ‘er fly on ‘er own, & see how it goes…. I know for a fact, I can do better than much of this, so, what the hell, I’ll try again tomorrow…. See y’all then, if nothing untoward occurs to prevent me from getting to the computer….

Y’all take care out there, and May the Metaphorse be with you;Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richyand everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.When I sits, I sits loose.When I thinks, I falls asleep.

16 thoughts on “If A, then B, C is odd, Z is imaginary….”

“crying” always gives me the goose bumps……my grandfather use to say about love….”I thought I was in love but in reality I was just hungry”….on his grave stone he had…”here lies GW….common sense should tell you that”……..chuq

Re: ‘Crying’: me, too. First time, and every time I hear it. Still does…

A good epitaph, indeed…Your granddad was definitely a model curmudgeon, of extensive practice & experience… Then, logic and uncommon sense pokes me, & asks, “What if they buried him upright? Or, maybe, he was so crooked they had to screw him into the plot?”

No worries, mate; sorry to hear it…. If it’s metaphoric dust, try some Arm & Hammer…. the metaphoric kind… I find, at my age, some time walking & talking to myself helps… If I try to talk to anyone else, they only add dust…

I drank some Apple cider vinegar
It usually does the trick
It’s just a really bad cold that I can’t seem to shake
I am trying to clean up my work station where I do my art
This last go round of my work has got my head all jam up
Shit everywhere and pieces not fully completed
I don’t know how it all got away from me but it sucks
I wish you would take a look at some of my art
It would give me a lift that I could really need
As always Sheldon

A major feeling in my life is when human makes God Z
as imaginary less that A through Z and all thatis as Nature..
then human becomes less than human.. and sure this
is the case from the first male
genital mutilation practice..
i giggled when i first read
the Gospel of Thomas where
that Gnostic common sense
Jesus says that this male
genital mutilation practice
is basically ridiculous
and just another
part of God
Inherent as whole
protection against
the harsher elements
of the Natural Environment.
as us.. and GOD as WELL..
For what i believe
God iS
as Mother Nature
Truth and Light for NOW..
some of the greaTest Godstians
are Indians of all cultures past
and present..
and fairly many
Atheists
same..
and Muslims
at least are clued
into that God IS ONE..
above and beyond who
believes that the syntax
and semantics of this
word or that
word
matches
the essence of
ALLTHATIS NOW
SO sure.. i imagine
Jesus.. Buddha.. Muhammad..
probably the first Z guy Zoroaster
are getting at the crux of the matter
that yes God is REAL and GOD iS NOW
but sure language differences warp
the essence of Truth and Light
here and theRE as humans
are but a speck of dust
of ALLTHATIS
AKA
GOD
NOW AS
NATURE TRUTH
AND LIGHT AND
SURE.. THE DARK AS WELL..
SO.. i read your blog post here..
as i am spinning around in the
first real sunshine of a week..
doing martial arts kicks
sparring with my toes
and privet bushes
trimming leaves
with speed
of kick
and
toenails
one.. and i think
and feel oh so nice
it is to be a human
animal with
Nature
ONE
as God
AGAIN..
God is no wimp..
it should be evident
in all of Nature and
God’s Animal Kingdom
ONE.. FERAL MALE CATS are among
the friendliest of cats according to reputable
Vets.. and sure there is a military metaphor
here as well.. as working for the military for
over two decades i can for sure say
Feral men are the kindest loving
unconditional men who have
done war.. in the trenches
where the color
of blood
is all
the same..
and sure i am the
test for that as weak
men picked fun at me..
the weird unbalanced
nerd autistic
boy and
man
i was then..
THEY always treated
me like a human being
no less than me.. as THEY were
strong enough inside not to have
bring the weaker among them down
further and that is the truth.. as they
were all shipmates.. woman and man
black or white.. even the don’t ask
don’t tell among them..
were all one crew
of one ship..
but it was the struggle..
the fight of life that made
them the best Lovers of Life..
not the pampered ways of smart
phones.. that never fight back..
we are human.. and until
we establish our ability
to stand our ground we all
always be less loving than
our potential offense and
defense of
Loving Best..
Becoming the strongest
quickest kicker has made me
perhaps the most Loving of all
the males around me where i live..
the poetry comes from the dark as
the weakness and pain leaves the
human heart.. and Martial Heartist
is what i am now.. as the strong and
courageous tough pArts of Human
make them the most
Loving animal
that can be..
but domesticate
us into worms and
we will be no less than
angry tamed wolves..
there is the call of
God that will always
be the Call of the Wild
and Free of the most Loving
Animal that can be
us when Wild
Free and
Kind
in
Courage
as WE.. NOW..
So sure.. Bruce Lee
is the closest human
to Jesus i know..
he will walk
a way
from a fight
when necessary
but he will F in turn over
a money changer table
in a heart beat.. when
necessary.. and sure
he knows that those
who live by the
sword will
die by
the sword
but some things
life like the Call
of the Wild in God’s
Nature of Freedom
are worth dying for
then and now..
but sure
until folks
like me and Yellow
Boy have truly tasted the
Call of the Wild.. they have
never even lived at all.. the
Devil is truly Domesticated
man.. and the Angel
is the Wild
Wolf Call
of the
Wild that still
lives in the KIND
OF
US
WITH GOD AS
THE MOST NOBLE
WOLF OF ALLTHATIS..
i AM THE BEAST..
AND WILL
NEVER BE
ASHAMED
TO BE THE
BEAST THAT
GOD
MAKES
ME WILD
AND FREE
AND LOVING SAME..
AND I CAN F IN PROVE
THE BEFORE AND AFTER
OF THE DEVIL WEAK
AND THE
ANGEL
STRONG
AFTER THE
PAIN OF WEAK
GOES
AWAY
AND
i
come AGAIN..
aLive Human Being
God’s child i am NOW..
Martial HeARtist FREE.. A BEAST..:)

See? Ferocious iittle buggers when annoyed…. The one at the top, in a local park, is friendly, not afraid or aggressive; he begs a lot, as a lot of folks throw him stuff… He cleans up during lunch, from the locals who work nearby, & eat there…This one looks much like the same variety….They’re pretty common all over the west coast…